Date: Fri, 4 Jan 2013 00:24:18 -0500
From: Rylan Hanley
Subject: The Wrong Twin - Chapter 10
Introduction: So this is my first shot at writing fiction. I have been
reading the stories on Nifty for quite a while and decided that I would
finally try to do one myself. I know I know I am definitely an idealist
when it comes to some of the details of this story, but I hope you enjoy
this!
I will also warn you that this story will develop kinda slowly, as I hate
stories that are so predictable. I will try not to give away the whole plot
in the earlier chapters.
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The Wrong Twin - Chapter Ten: Get Your Shit Together
I knew I was in for a nice long trip back to Anaheim as soon as Dylan
replied to my text. I assumed he was pissed because he had to break off his
date with Maria. I quickly tried to come up with reasons for why I was all
the way down in Irvine, but the alcohol was definitely fucking with my
head. I couldn't come up with any valid reason for why I would be down
here. I wasn't really friends with anyone who lived around here, and I was
afraid to use Jake as an excuse for why I was here. It was unlikely that
Dylan knew Jake was gay, but if Jake outted me to the school, I didn't want
Dylan to know that I came here with him. That would simply validate Jake's
story in Dylan's mind. Or at least it would create a seed of doubt. I was
sure that Dylan would believe me if I told him that Jake was lying, but I
didn't want to give Dylan any reason to doubt my story, if it was needed.
About ten minutes after I made my way outside of the house, I saw Dylan's
red Porsche Cayman pull up. He stopped in front of the house and I got in.
"Hey thanks for coming to get me Dyl. My ride completely ditched me and..."
"What the fuck are you doing down here in Irvine?" Dylan interrupted
me. "You fucking smell like alcohol and sex. What gives?"
I was taken aback by the fact that in a mere thirty seconds he deduced that
I was both drinking and had sex. That was extremely impressive. I had once
again underestimated my best friend.
"Well I ran into someone from school that was coming to the party. I had
nothing else better to do. Everyone else already had plans tonight, and I
didn't feel like sitting at home and sulking to myself about not having
anyone in my life. So I decided to go out and have fun! Fucking sue me!" I
yelled.
"Don't you raise your voice at me you ungrateful prick. You should be
thankful that I even came here and picked you up!" Dylan countered. "You
know I only care about you. We have been best friends since you moved here
and I have never seen you act like this. Get your shit together! Sure Annie
is a nice girl and all, but she is certainly not worth getting drunk and
hooking up with random chicks over!"
Right. He thought this was about Annie. Still not about to correct him. But
the more I thought about it, the more I realized that he was right. This
was completely foolish of me. I already have lost one close friend in
Kayden over this kiss, I am certainly not about to lose another one.
"You are right Dylan. I am sorry I yelled at you. I have no idea why I am
taking this so hard. I shouldn't be acting this way. I will get my shit
together I promise. This is certainly not me.," I countered.
"Much better. There is the clear thinking, level-headed Isaac Taylor I know
and love! Is she really that special to you? I mean you haven't even gone
out on a date with her," Dylan reasoned.
Now I knew answering this question would be like avoiding landmines. I had
to be as careful as possible to avoid revealing who my true feelings were
for, while not giving too vague of answers so that Detective Davis would be
suspicious. All while coming off a buzz from alcohol. What a fucking
challenge this would be.
"Well I know that we haven't known each other for long, but I still have
never met someone that I have so much in common with. I mean, it may seem
stupid, but I have never felt like this before. I don't quite understand
it, but it is definitely there," I replied. I felt like that was an
adequate answer for his question. It was vague, yet answered his question
and was actually pretty truthful if I thought about it. Kayden and I had
become pretty close in the short time that we had known each other. Plus
Annie and I have quite a bit in common in well, so it was a plausible story
to use. Yay me!
"Yeah I suppose I understand. It does seem to me that you two do have a lot
in common. I can understand why you feel the connection. You two probably
have more in common than Maria and I have," Dylan concluded. "But that
doesn't meant that it is acceptable for you to go to a random party with
God knows who without any of your close friends and have sex. I picked you
up this time out of pity, but I can promise you Isaac that next time I will
not come pick your sorry ass up."
"Alright, alright it won't happen again I promise."
We rode the remaining five minutes or so in silence, which was quite fine
with me. I was beginning to feel rather tired as the effects of the alcohol
wore off. When we arrived at Dylan's house, I thanked him once more and
proceeded to walk over to my house to bed. I had a long night, and still a
lot of thinking to do.
Once I got up to my room, I decided it was time to do some reflective
thinking. First off, what the fuck was I thinking going to some random
party with a guy I just met? I don't do stuff like that. I think that may
have been the second time I have ever been drunk in my life. The first was
when my family was on vacation in Mexico, but that doesn't really count. I
mean let's face it, anyone can get drunk in Mexico with no problem.
Secondly, I just hooked up with a guy. Me. Isaac James Taylor. And if I am
honest with myself, I enjoyed it. I mean sure the alcohol had something to
do with my lowered inhibitions, but Jake going down on me was awesome. I
suppose in retrospect, I should have returned the favor. However, I don't
think I am ready to do that. I am surprised I even initiated the whole
thing. I must have had more to drink than I realized.
Fuck. Jake. I totally forgot about him. Oh shit!!! What if he outs me? What
if he took a picture or something? What if someone from the party says
something? Oh my goodness my life is ruined!!! I should text Jake right
away and apologize before he gets all pissy and tells people I made out
with him. Also, reputation aside, it would be the right thing to do to
apologize. I mean I was a dick to him (no pun intended! Haha).
(Author's note: when I use asterisks in the following conversation, that
indicates that the communication is being done via texting...one asterisk
represents Isaac, while two represents texts from Jake)
*Hey Jake, it's Isaac. I just wanted to apologize for my actions at the
party. I realize now that I was a complete asshole to you. I should have
never allowed you to go down on me* Now to wait for the
response. Fortunately, I didn't have to wait long.
**Don't worry about it, Isaac. I understand. I know you aren't gay. I was
taking advantage of you**
Well, I certainly wasn't expecting that. Shit. Now if I ever do come out,
Jake will be pissed because he will realize that I am, in fact, gay, and
took advantage of him actually. But, on the other hand, if I admit to him
that I might be gay, I risk him outing me to everyone. What to do!!!
*Listen Jake, I may or may not be gay. I think I am at least curious. But I
just wasn't ready to give a blowjob. I knew that. I should have stopped
you. I am really sorry. Also, I BEGGGGGG you not to tell anyone about my
potential homosexuality. I am CERTAINLY not ready for that.*
What a big fucking risk that was. But I knew that somewhere down the road,
this was bound to creep back up and cause a huge problem for me in the
future. It was best to nip this situation in the bud and come clean.
**Ohhhh wow, I didn't see that coming. Ok, that makes a lot more sense. I
appreciate your honesty. I will keep your secret, on one condition...**
Oh fuck. *Umm...fine name it.*
**You have to go out on one date with me.**
Hmm...well that wasn't too unreasonable of an offer. I mean Jake does seem
like a cool guy. One date couldn't hurt..right?
*Ok fine! But I have two conditions. One, it can't take place in Anaheim or
anywhere around here. And two, there cannot be expectations going into this
date of sex or relationships or anything.*
**Done. I will pick you up next Friday night at 6. Dress in a polo and
khakis.**
Well, that certainly went better than I thought it would. Honesty pays off
kids!
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*****
Nerves usually don't bother me. But for some reason, I had butterflies in
my stomach all day before our first game. Practice went normal, as did
school on Monday. Today, however, I was a bit nauseous. Typically, I
remain composed and focused. I have no idea why I was all worked up
today. I think part of it had to do with the fact that we were playing
Irvine today at home. I knew I would have to face Jordan again. Also, the
fact that Kayden still texted Jordan all day long, despite the fact that we
were playing him that night, sorta pissed me off. I mean seriously dude,
this is more important than your one week old fucking relationship. Irvine
was a tough team. It really sucked that we had to face them in our first
game. I felt like we had state title hopes, but so did they. Basically, an
early season loss could derail your entire season. I knew what was at
stake. I was afraid that Kayden didn't, and that could kill us.
I guess it didn't help that Kayden still ignored me. Someone really needed
to get over himself. Our team sat together during lunch, and when I
attempted to talk strategy with him, he simply turned to his phone and
continued to text Jordan. What. The. Actual. Fuck. I was really pissed off,
but I chose not to make a scene. I knew that this could have a huge
negative impact on our team chemistry. Fortunately, up until this point,
the team remained relatively unified, despite the quarrel between Kayde and
I.
I honestly tried not to think about it, but I couldn't get Kayden and
Jordan out of my mind the last half of the day. I couldn't decide whether
or not it was because I was still jealous, or because I was pissed at
Kayden. That's when it dawned on me. Why am I mad at Kayden and not Jordan?
I should be furious at Jordan! I fucking told him that I may like Kayden,
and yet he still went after him!! He should have known as soon as he met
Kayden that that was the boy I was talking about. What a fucking prick!!!!!
I trusted him with my information, and he used me! He knew Kayden was gay
and went after him!!!! Right then and there, I decided I was going to fuck
him up during the game.
I took that attitude into the locker room when we began to lace them up for
warm-ups.
"Jeez, Isaac, what has gotten into you?" my friend Alex asked.
"Just focused for tonight Alex. I know what is on the line, and I am ready
to go out and make sure we start this season off with a bang," I replied.
My intensity and focus was all for not in the first period of the game. My
line, with myself, Alex, and Pat, was matched up with their top checking
line, while Jordan's line was matched up with our third line. Our third
line consisted of our more defensive forwards, while my line and Kayden's
line were considered to be more offensive oriented. It always makes more
sense for the good defensive lines to be matched up against the good
offensive lines. So anyways, I obviously didn't get to see any ice time
when Jordan was out there. Nonetheless, my line still played very
well. Alex scored once, with Pat and Dylan getting the assists. However,
one of Jordan's line mates also scored a goal. We finished the period tied
at 1-1.
The second period was more of the same close checking game. It was really
physical out there. I knew I would need some time in the hot tub once I got
home from this game. There was so much on the line, and for it being our
first game of the season, my muscles were screaming at how much work they
were doing. There was no more scoring after fifteen minutes of
play. Fortunately, we managed to get a scrappy goal, when Kayden's line
mate Vince put in a rebound off of a shot from the point. We were barely
holding on to the lead when I jumped on the ice with around five minutes
left in the period, and went up to the faceoff circle to the right of the
Irvine goalie. Much to my surprise, I saw Jordan taking the draw against
me. He gave me a smirk, which caught me off guard, and he won the draw
cleanly. Needless to say, that really pissed me off.
The puck was then moved from behind the net, up the boards and into our
defensive zone. Dylan picked up the puck behind Kyler (the goalie), and
attempted to move the puck up the boards and out of our zone to Alex, who
was on the left wing. Unfortunately, a kid from Irvine intercepted the pass
and began to set up their offense. I saw him look towards Jordan, who was
skating in the center of the ice with his head down. I knew this was the
perfect time to send him a message. I put my head down and skated hard at
him, plowing my shoulder right into him. He never saw it coming, but he
sure as shit felt it. I put every ounce of my weight into that hit. The ref
immediately blew the whistle with his arm up. It was only then that I
realized the pass never came to him. Instead, the player saw me coming and
chose to dump the puck in behind the net. For those of you that don't know
hockey, you cannot just hit a player who doesn't have the puck. That is
interference. I knew I would be in the penalty box for two minutes for that
one. But it was certainly well worth it. Jordan was fine, and jumped right
back up in my face. "Ohhh nice hit pussy. Way to be a man and hit me when
I am not looking," He said.
"Fuck you asshole. You deserve anything coming your way bitch," I replied.
"Is someone jealous that I got Kayden and you didn't? Look at the poor
little baby. All heartbroken and..." Jordan didn't get a chance to
finish. I punched him right in the facemask. The ref broke us up and
informed me that that was also a penalty. Therefore, I would be in the sin
bin for four minutes, two for interference and two for roughing. Since
Jordan didn't throw a punch, he would not be penalized. Fuck.
I paid for those four minutes in a big way. While I was sitting in the box,
Jordan managed to score two power play goals. That meant that going into
the third period, we were down 3-2. And it was all my fault. I knew coach
was going to be pissed. Once we got into the locker room, I reached my
stall and felt a push from behind. I turned around to see Kayden looking
all pissed.
"What the fuck was that cheap shot on Jordan about?!?!" He screamed.
"Are you seriously fucking questioning me?! He is on the other team! Tell
your boyfriend to keep his head up and we won't have to worry about
it!!!!!" I shot back, getting right back up into his face. I could feel my
face reddening and my fists clenching.
"Oh so that's what this is about? I am gay and Jordan is my boyfriend?! Are
you fucking kidding me?! Get over it you fucking homophobe!!!!" He yelled
again. Turning to walk away.
"Listen up you fucking prick, I am not a homophobe!!!!" I shouted as I
grabbed him from behind. Just then, I felt a pair of strong hands grab me
by the shoulders and yank me backwards, causing me to fall on my ass.
"Enough you two!" Coach Carney bellowed. He was a large man at 6'4" and
could throw me around like a rag doll. "I have no idea what the fuck is
going on between you, but I am sick of this bullshit!! Isaac, that hit was
so fucking stupid. What were you thinking?"
I just sat on the ground avoiding his eyes. I really had no answer. I let
my emotions get away from me, and that was simply unacceptable.
"Yeah, that's what I thought. It was a bonehead move that cost us the
lead," he continued. "Now, our offense hasn't been able to generate
anything all night. So I think it is time we shake things up a bit. Jason,
you are back on the line with Alex and Pat. Isaac, you will be centering
Kayden and Vince this period."
"But Coach!" Kayden protested.
"None of your shit. Don't be selfish. I honestly don't give a rat's ass why
you two won't play on the same line. But you better work it out or
otherwise you are both cut from the team. Get your shit together and let's
go!" He screamed. I wasn't sure if that was directed towards just Kayden
and I, or the whole team. But it was clear from the silence that we all
got the message. I glanced up at Kayden, and our eyes met.
"Look, let's just put this aside for fifteen minutes and play some hockey,"
I offered.
"Fine, for the team," He replied.
The third period started out the same as the first two, tight checking and
great defense. Finally, after about ten minutes into the final twenty of
the game, the switch clicked in my head, and my vision on the ice
returned. Kayden scooped up a loose puck in the neutral zone near our
bench, and I looked up and saw that the left defender was out of
position. He pinched up the boards on Kayden, leaving a large gap between
himself and his partner on the right side. I immediately made my move,
cutting up the center of the ice. I didn't even need to tap my stick on the
ice for a pass, Kayden saw me and hit me with a perfect tape-to-tape saucer
pass right to my blade. I shielded the right defender off with my long
reach and snapped a perfectly placed wrist shot right under the bar over
the glove-hand of the Irvine goalie. Tie game. Ten minutes left.
From the faceoff following my goal, to the final horn, every inch on the
ice was earned, not given. I couldn't find any space whatsoever. There was
no room to breathe from either side, that's how closely the defense was
playing on the opponent. The horn signaling the end of the third period
blew, with the score remaining tied at 3. As per California High School
Hockey rules, we would play five minutes of sudden death, 5 on 5,
overtime. If there was no score after those five minutes, a best-of- three
shootout would decide the game.
I was determined not to allow it to come to that. I informed Coach Carney
that my line would be taking the opening faceoff. He decided to trust me,
and sent myself, Kayden, and Vince out for to begin the overtime. Irvine
countered with Jordan's line. As if I needed any extra motivation to win
this game.
"You are going down, bitch. I won Kayden, and I am going to win this game
too," Jordan remarked as we bent over to take the faceoff. I was too
focused to respond. He was not getting into my head this time.
Jordan still managed to win the draw back to his defenseman. I made a quick
mental note to practice face-offs. I got beat way too many times in the
circle that night. Anyways, the puck moved up the right side to the Irvine
left winger. He collided with Dylan along the boards, who managed to kick
the puck to me in the center. I looked up, and my vision clicked again. I
could tell that I could beat the right defender with a quick move, which
would draw the left one over in support. All I would need would be a pass
to my winger, who would have a breakaway to end the game. I looked over at
Kayden along the left wing boards, who made eye contact with me, nodded,
and took off down the left wing boards. I made my move around the defender
with a quick between the legs move. The left Irvine defender came in
support, just as I predicted he would. As soon as he committed to me, I
fired a no-look saucer pass right to the blade of Kayden's waiting
stick. The look of panic on the Irvine defender's face was absolutely
priceless. He knew he was fucked.
Kayden took my pass and skated all alone into the offensive zone. I knew
exactly which move he was going to do. He faked a forehand shot, and then
proceeded to shift the puck over to his backhand. This quick shift caused
the goalie to open up his five hole, trying to cover the left side of the
net. Kayden quickly recognized the open five hole, and shifted the puck
back to his forehand, and then slid it easily through the goalie's five
hole and into the back of the net.
The home crowd went nuts!!! It was such a gorgeous move! We won!!!! I was
thrilled!! I skated over and joined the rest of my teammates in mobbing
Kayden. It was the perfect beginning to our season! We moved into the
handshake line. As captains, Jordan and I went last. I took this
opportunity to give my warning shot to him.
"Hey Jordan, nice game," I offered. "But just remember, I won this one, and
I will win Kayden too." He just glared at me and moved on to shake Coach
Carney's hand.
After the game in the locker room, everyone couldn't stop talking about my
no-look pass and Kayden's dirty move on the Irvine goalie. I was so
excited. I could feel the tension between Kayde and I were slowly
melting. I thought I may have found my chance, so I took it. Kayde finished
up his shower before I did, and made it out to the parking lot before I had
a chance to catch up to him. I found him standing next to his car talking
to Jordan. I knew this could be a testy situation, so I decided to yell
from a distance.
"Hey, Kayde! Great goal!" I yelled.
"Thanks Isaac! Couldn't have done it without that disgusting pass of
yours!" He yelled back.
"Haha thanks bro! Hey we should grab coffee sometime this week! I think we
have some things to work out and talk about!"
"Sure Isaac, I would love to do that!" He responded.
I had a huge smile on my face, and I certainly didn't miss the scowl
plastered across Jordan's face. My night couldn't have been any better!
Sorry about the delay, my computer was having driver problems. I finally
have it back and plan on doing one more chapter before the end of my Winter
Break, which ends on Monday. I hope all of you had a very Merry Christmas
and a Happy New Year!!! Hope you liked this chapter. Feel free to drop me a
line. I am very busy, but I respond to every email. Thank you so much for
reading my story!
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